Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

In the next few days, Fang Yaqing will send chicken soup to the hospital, but all have nurses sent to the ward.

Except that Ji Yangkun thought it was Ji Wenqing's personal delivery on the first day, it was the same for two consecutive days.

"Why does your aunt always ask the nurse to bring chicken soup in, but why doesn't she come in?"

Ji Shaoheng's eyes flickered: "Perhaps something happened temporarily, and I can't send it in before I leave."

"Everyone is at the door of the ward. Even if you are in a hurry, you should come in and say hello." Ji Yangkun was a little dissatisfied with this point. After saying that, Ji Shaoheng had poured out a bowl and drank.

Ji Shaoheng burned his tongue a bit and hurriedly breathed a few times. After a little better, he said: "Dad, I took the first sip. The rest is yours. I won't grab it with you."

On the afternoon of the same day, Ji Wenqing and Xie Suling came to the hospital to give them meals. Ji Yangkun praised Ji Wenqing: "Your cooking skills have improved a lot."

Ji Wenqing thought he was talking about the food at the moment, and Wen smiled: "This is not what I made."

Ji Yangkun took the tableware she handed: "I mean the chicken broth delivered every day."

Ji Wen was stunned and asked blankly, "What chicken soup?"

After Ji Shaoheng washed his hands and came out, he heard Ji Yangkun asking about Ji Wenqing's chicken soup. He quickly said: "Aunt, don't you send us chicken soup every noon, don't you remember?"

Ji Wenqing looked at him, only to see that he kept squeezing his eyes, and now he guessed a seven or eight points.

"People are old, and the memory is not so good." She remedied, "Do you still like chicken soup?"

"It tastes good, you have a heart." Ji Yangkun always thought of the chicken soup he drank these two days. "It's just that you always give the chicken soup to the nurse and don't take it in yourself?"

Ji Wenqing smiled and said: "Every time I walked outside the ward, someone called me and I had something to leave, so I had to give the nurse something and let her take it in for me."

Ji Yangwen nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing that he and Xie Suling had no doubt, Ji Shaoheng was relieved.

He has been in the hospital for several days in a row. The wound on his back has become scab. The doctor said that there is nothing wrong with him, and he will be discharged after eating.

After the discharge procedures, he and Ji Wenqing and Xie Suling left the hospital.

While in the elevator, Xie Suling said, "Follow me home."

Ji Shaoheng and his two trousers pocketed, said lazily: "I will go home, but not the old house."

Xie Suling suddenly became angry: "Are you going to find Fang Yaqing?"

Ji Shaoheng asked back: "She is my wife, why can't I go find her?"

Knowing what Xie Suling said to Yaqing Qing that day, Ji Shaoheng felt that his mother was really troublesome.

"Also, she is a pregnant woman, you are also a mother, don't always use words to stimulate her, the child in her belly is your grandson."

Xie Suling was so angry that he said to Ji Wenqing on the side, "You hear, is this a son's attitude towards his mother?"

Ji Wenqing couldn't help talking on both sides, so she didn't say anything.

On the first floor, the elevator door opened and Xie Suling walked out angrily. Ji Wenqing followed her with an empty insulation barrel.

At this time, Ji Shaoheng, who was still standing in the elevator and was going to the parking lot on the first floor, said: "Before you did not accept her, I did not plan to return to that house."

When he was finished, he pressed the close button.